The target Vest is the ultimate boss

Sid was all too familiar with that tone.

Even though Navia never uttered this title, and the two voices were very different, Sid still recognized the person who called him in an instant.

He stretched out his hand to caress the snow-covered ground, and moved forward in the dark night.His palm touched a hard shell.These are the scales of dark beasts, smooth and cold as marble.

Sid pressed his cheek and ear to his body, feeling his nerves tense and his deep breathing.

He speculated that it was probably because Navia heard something from the envoy when he was blindfolded that he became like this.

Navia is different from other abyssal creatures.He can maintain rationality in normal times, but will only fall into madness during the period when his power is awakened.

It will take a long time to recover again.Sid used the seal to force Navia to wake up from a coma, but this time it didn't work.

The abyss behemoth has engraved its hatred of the spell of light into its bone marrow.

And with Navia's strength, he can flatten and round this Son of Light at will.

At this moment, a sharp ice arrow pierced through the air and hit His neck, creating a circle of holy ice patterns around him.

This feathered arrow was attached with the spell of light. Although it failed to penetrate the scales and cause substantial damage to the abyss giant beast, it still made him roar in horror and anger. A cloud of snow and dust.

Sid was released from the shackles.He covered his head with his hands, but he didn't feel the coldness of the storm hitting his body.

In front of his eyes, little by little dark flames lit up like water droplets.

He looked around and saw that he had shielded himself under a vault of tentacles.

"It's a monster from the abyss!" Sid heard startled roars from all directions, "There's a human over there. Pull it away!"

Sid recognized it as Elvish.The snowy field that has been frozen for many days is the territory of elves.

High howls that suppressed anger continued to descend from above.Sid bent his waist and peeked forward. He silently looked around through the gap, and more arrows were flying towards Navia.

The attack of the elves can't damage the body of the god, but this kind of behavior of praying man's arms makes him very angry.

From Sid's perspective, he could only see elves holding torches, bows and arrows under the dim night light.

He suddenly heard a strange voice like an abyss calling.

The sound came from the top of the giant beast.After that, the elves threw away their weapons and fled in all directions with bloodless faces.

However, His anger never ceased.He shot tentacles around, pulling back the scattered archers one by one. Some elves were broken in two by his sharp claws, and the elves who were spattered by the blood of their compatriots screamed out of their wits.

This is not the way to go.

Sid found a large gap nearby, poked his head out, and shouted to the nearby elves: "Retreat first! Please come here, your queen and high priest!"

The elf was surprised.He obviously didn't expect this human being to speak Elvish.

While hesitating, the giant beast swung its arm, and the tremor of the ground caused the elf to fall.

A boulder fell from a height.Sid saw that he was about to be smashed to the ground, and the rune of the magic shield appeared in his hand.

Suddenly, a cursor grazed the sky, smashing the boulder into pieces.

Sid's eyes moved, and he followed the shining trajectory produced by the friction between the spell and the magic element.He saw an old man and a female elf in a corset dress, and an old acquaintance—

The deacon he will meet in the sky.

The identities of the other two are not difficult to guess.Encountering such a powerful enemy at the door of the house, the most agile of the patrolling elves must have reported the matter non-stop to the altar of the elves when Navia first appeared.

Only the most powerful priest of the elves, the High Priest of Light, and their Queen, can rush here at a critical moment.

The white-haired high priest held a wooden staff.

Sid recognized the high priest's staff as the supreme treasure of the snow elves, and he had read the records about this staff from Navia's book.

It is said that when the ancient elves did not migrate, they took a piece of raw material from the root of the first world tree, and took off a piece of phoenix feather from the tail of the sacred bird enshrined by the dwarves, and then decorated it with the red shell conch of the mermaid tribe to form it. The most perfect staff on this continent.

This family treasure has never been easily shown to others. Even the royal family members of the elves can only see its magnificence at the once-in-a-century ceremony.But now, the high priest took it out.

Sid originally planned to join forces with the high priest and the queen to reseal Navia.

But he faintly sensed that the two seemed to know some ulterior secrets.If the ones beside him were not his paladins but ordinary abyssal behemoths, they would be able to drive him out of the territory without resorting to the World Tree Staff.

When the Holy Son of Light fell into doubt, the high priest had already condensed his spirit into the crystal on the staff.

In the ancient and vicissitudes of singing, a few beams of starlight drilled out of the crystal ball and flew down into the compound eyes of the dark creature.

The monster was silent for a few seconds, and then, it let out an increasingly deafening roar.A bearded hand sprayed out from his body, rolling up the high priest.

The elves are trying to push Navia to the edge of madness!

Startled, Sid hurriedly grabbed the abyss giant beast with the sacred chains, and called out his name, trying to calm him down again.

But it doesn't help.

Navia has fallen into madness.He lost his senses, and anger filled his mind.He stopped staring at the Holy Son of Light at his feet, and wriggled his tentacles, wrapping the high priest who had already lost consciousness layer by layer.

Sid saw a dark shadow fall on the ground in front of him.

The staff of the world tree was eroded by the powerful dark breath, leaving only thin wreckage.

Powerlessness and overwhelming fear enveloped him again.He looked blankly at Navia, who had completely lost his mind.

Maybe there is no one in the world who can stop him from destroying everything.

The corners of Sid's eyes were clouded.Suddenly he discovered that the huge castle-like figure of the dark creature started to become transparent.

This is ancient teleportation.

He wants to go to the Abyss of Silence!

Sid's eyes flashed golden hexagram patterns.

He intended to condense the plane formation, and planned to try the sealing method again.But just as he was concentrating on singing, a touch of greenness emerged from the frozen ground behind him.

The sudden vines bound him tightly.These vines are attached to the most advanced curse of the elves, and even the sages of the magic tower cannot break the seal for a while.Sid fell to the ground and could only watch Navia disappear in vain.

As the figure of the giant beast disappeared, the Son of Light seemed to have his soul taken away.He lay in the snow, his eyes vacant, his hair a mess in the wind.

The wounded elves have already returned to the recuperation area of ​​the elf forest with the support of their compatriots.

There were only two standing figures around.

The deacon glanced at Sid, whispered in the Queen's ear, and then he half-knelt down respectfully.

The elf queen turned her gaze to the Holy Son of Light.

"Are you Sid Chelt?"

When Sid heard his name, he gradually came back to his senses, and looked at her in confusion.

The elf queen greeted in human language: "Hello——"

"Why don't you go after them?" Sid interrupted her sharply, "That's your clan!"

"Our High Priest just fulfilled his duties." The Queen put her hands on her chest, "Sometimes, in order to welcome a brighter future, it is necessary to make some sacrifices."

Sid: "... Sacrifice?"

The elf deacon showed a sinister smile: "You don't need to know. The trash should kneel in the church and be a competent trash."

Sid was silent.

The queen court deacon nodded slightly, and the deacon took the order, stepped forward gracefully, squatted down, and raised Sid's chin with his toes.

Sid tilted his head, which annoyed the deacon, who smashed his shoe into Sid's face.

"Stop pretending! Sid Chelt, what do you have left without your good luck and the guards of the magic tower? You are a fool raised by bright waste." The deacon sneered, "All these years, Are you living a hard life? Let me tell you, the secret that you are a spy of the Dark Guild, in fact, we have known for a long time—”

Sid secretly clenched his fists.

"—Are you angry? No, you have to be grateful!" The elf turned his ankle comfortably, "If you weren't useful to us, you wouldn't be alive today."

Sid was silent for a while, then asked, "Have you finished?"

The deacon froze.

He didn't understand why Guangming Shengzi was still so calm at this step, and said with a sneer, "If you fall into our hands, don't even think about going back."

Son of Light is a position set up to restrain creatures of the dark department. Sid Chelt grew up in the Holy Academy and could only be exposed to light magic. Beloved is still a million miles away.

What's more, his rattan spell is something even the high priest would admire.

The embarrassed young man raised his head, golden flames of anger ignited in his eyes, and strange black lines spread from his face.

The deacon was startled, and his heart began to twitch.

This, this is...

Sid grabbed the vine, and the sharp and tough tree net instantly shattered into powder under his white fingertips.

The deacon was scared back by his soaring momentum.

The empress stood behind him with a dignified expression.

Both of them could see where the instant magic of Son of Light came from.

...This is the black pattern on the ancient book of elves.It is the curse of light!

The deacon looked in disbelief at the young man who stood up and walked towards him coldly.

He couldn't believe his eyes.A young sorcerer who is not even 20 years old can release forbidden spells!

You must know that even the most famous high priest in history was unable to release the forbidden spell at such a young age, not to mention that Sid Chelt was only a human being.

Yes, that's right, he's just a human being.

This is not enough.

The deacon thought of something and calmed down.A calm and unhurried arrogance hung between his brows.

He took out a horn and blew it.

Almost at the same time, dozens of distorted vortices appeared in the space beside them. The most powerful guards of the snowfield elves, wearing quiveres and holding swords, appeared in front of the deacon one after another, forming a murderous wall. city ​​walls.

"Give up resistance, Sid Chelt." The deacon hid behind the group of soldiers and ordered loudly, "You have to know, this is our territory. If you want to get out of here, you have to send all our soldiers Beat them all down."